Being a Stay At-Home-Dad: As the journey goes on

  • Being a stay-at-home-Dad is a bigger challenge than I ever thought.  I was happy to be with them the whole time and play with them. It was a great privilege on my part to witness the growth of my children.  Every new thing they learn and taught by me gives immense pleasure on me.
  • Teaching the way of life with my own life becomes a big task.  Children are more affected by their surroundings and they learned from what they see.  So many things in the life of an adult had to be kept away as long as you are with them.
  • The privilege of enjoying my children comfortably sitting on my lap is my priority, for now.  My small kisses, wrapping them around my arms, my assurance, giving them ‘high fives’ for every small achievement, me being hugged tightly when they came home from school, etc. meant the world to me.
  • From time to time, even in the least expected situation when they uttered “Papa, I love you…” it makes my living worthy.  The feeling of happiness was more than words to describe.  The time will come when they too would want to live as their heart desire, with the adrenaline kicking.  But they will love their parents more when they can reasoned again.
  •  To be in the mood of a child for most of the day was heartening.  You should be quick to change your mood instantly.  Dance, when they demand, and cry at the same time to keep them entertaining.   Office life is a big get away ticket.  Since I’ve experienced both, I think, I can say this.
  • It made me realized what my parents did to bring me up is worth more than an appreciation.   I respect them.  I love them more for what they did.  Something beyond what money can buy that cannot be repaid in its entirety.  When it is time for me to takeover as a full-fledge father, I simply, cannot leave it for somebody.
  • Sowing a seed of life that thought would best suits their life is always risky.  It is more important to be able to keep them focus in the will of God.  To let them live a life worthy in the eyes of the Lord would fulfill my duty to look after them.
  • Never did I think I’d be doing this job during my student life or when I first joined my banking job.  Working till retirement was what I had anticipated.  Unexpected turns are common in life.  And I know it will turn again, someday somewhere, for better or for worst.
  • The time will come when my kids are all grown up, by God’s grace.  I don’t know what I would do in those times.  They may want me to work again so that I might earn again.  Since I have already left my fulltime job and getting a new job isn’t that easy.
  • Day in day out, the thought of leaving my children in some crèche was disheartening at that time.  I do not regret doing what I do either.  Their happiness is my happiness.  I’d shed few tears when I put up my resignation for consideration, as it is a dream for any man to work in a reputed sector.
  • In the meantime, my health plays a big spoil-sport.  It was, sometimes, disheartening as I could not spent time and play with them as much as I wanted to.  I have a big plan, for and with them, when I started to spent my time with them.
  • Since we don’t know what future holds, we tried to fill their heart with valuable instructions, which I could impart at my best, to them.  So every moment was used as best as we could, I would say.
  • Big respect to my wife, for putting food on the table, every day.  Every deeds and hard work of my wife was deeply appreciated.  In this way, when we worked together, we are able to run a small family, at our best.
  • Should we be able to form a family, which is under God, it would be our dream fulfilled.  With great faith and hope, my children would, hopefully, walked in the ways of the Lord.  That would bring contentment to my life.
  • Though there are certain difficulties and obstacles, at times missing my office atmosphere, in our chosen way of life, we are hopeful that our work would bear fruit someday.

PS: These are based on my personal journey in metro city.

Hate Sells! What is your take?

“Hate sells!” an auctioneer assured his buyer.  The buyer looks discouraged thinking he was paying more than what he wanted.  I am watching a program on television.

The auctioned items were recovered from one of the Concentration Camps during the Nazi ruled Germany.  Also, there are certain number of happenings in history and present world.  Here I wanted to avoid mentioning names and places of such crimes.

The television program followed the buyer selling the collected items.  The buyer was more than happy when he could resell the items much higher than the amount he’d expected.  “Hate sells!” he smiled skeptically.

History can tell us the hate-crimes of several rulers and protagonist brought to the world.  Many incidents are beyond the thought of normal human.   They are the evil bearer of the world.

When ‘the evil inside us’ takes hold of any situation, humans carried out unwanted activities, which never would have occurred to a sane person.

Hate-crimes have been one of the most common man-made disasters caused to the human race.  Uncountable evidences and occurrence are available in almost every countries of the world.

Most of the time, the performer of such deeds might not even knew the reason behind his deeds.  The person was blinded by hate, which was inculcated in his mind by his superior.   When the evil within us took over the mind, there is no limit to what he can do.

‘Hate’ seems like a magic word for sudden rise in the political arena.  ‘Hate-based’ motivations when lopsided can yield good political gains.

When an under-performing actor, be it state or non-state actor, delivered ‘hate speech’, the numbers of their followers rose instantly.  Their TRP ratings gained unanimously.  But it would be wise to not indulge is this practice.  These are short-term successes.

All religions in this planet are supposed to unite and bring good atmosphere to humankind, but it doesn’t happen that way, as always.  When religions are being framed or used as individual interest, it caused catastrophic disaster.

Some national interest also resulted in hate-filled atmosphere among the citizens.  There seems to be a series of never-ending spell of hatred that is bound to happen.

Hate, like it or not, might be the original and most important catalyst for our future man-made disaster.  In the long run, it will cause the races on our planet earth to be doomed.

However, like a small river that existed in the desert, there is hope and/or escape route.  It is to commune with God and put faith in Him.  The Savior is waiting for individuals who keep their heart aloft amongst those herds of evil.

You know more than me: our social networking sites easily brought together like-minded people.  So, should you feel evil spread faster, goodness also gets enlarged as much as the other.   Let us not lose hope and heal the world.

You can be an agent of love and unity rather than of hate.  Let us spread love and unity as we can!

Communion: At Grandpa’s Fruit Garden

In the slope of the hill, Grandpa had a fruit garden covering an entire small hill, few kilometers away from home.  Pineapple, mango, fig, jack fruit, etc. are grown in the garden.

Three small huts are built in the slope.  To save time and energy, sometimes, we spent the night in those huts.   Grandpa prepared meal using the fresh herbs found inside the garden.

A small hut in the garden
A small hut in the slope of a hill

When the dark night descended, Grandpa lit a candle and spread a sheet nearby.  Before we could sleep, Grandpa told Bible stories, interestingly and very accurately.

Among the three small huts, the middle was designed to be a small church; a church for small time day-workers and visitors.  With a wooden cross mounted on top the roof, there were; Hymn books, Bible, a mat to be spread for kneeling, and a drum – made of animal hide or skin.

When morning has broken Grandpa started his days praising the Lord.  By himself, he sang several hymns beating the drum, which we also joined when we get up, first thing first in the morning.

Luscious fruits, ready to eat, welcomed us.  ‘The Lord ripen these fruits for you’, he said.  As a child, we believed that God somehow personally ripen those fruits for us.  Grandpa told Bible stories and sometimes he would sing along as we work.  We worked in the garden till lunch.

Lunch time was always special.  We gathered in the small church, kneel on the mat and spent some time praying.  Grandpa opened his Bible and read portion of the book with further explanation.  Songs of praise followed which were sung with great enthusiasm.  In this way, we are happy and get our strength renewed.

The sound of the drum can be heard by several farmers nearby us.   I remember some farmers joining us as we prayed.  Others took it as a sign of ‘lunchtime’ and called for noontime rest.

As the evening approached, we spent our time giving thanks inside the small hut.  Sometimes, as we rush for home, Grandpa would sing hymnals throughout the way till we reached home.

As far as I know, Grandpa like to commune with God.  He spent his days with his Savior.  His happiness increase the more he commune with God.

And in that way, Grandpa also instilled the gospel in our heart.  Now, when I was about to relate Bible stories for my children, I can hear my Grandpa’s word-to-word narration of the great men and women in the Bible.

Although we lived there no more, the place becomes a reminiscence of our childhood days.  When we planted seeds of a tree, we spare time for thanksgiving and prayer.

From what I knew and observed, Grandpa commune with God in any circumstances, which becomes a valuable lesson to his grandchildren.

I seldom see Grandpa jaw-dropping and staying low.  He was always happy.  The more we commune with God the more we become happy.

Whenever I get the chance to visit him, my heart was delighted.  In those moments, first thing I heard before I gather myself up from my bed would be my Grandpa reading the Bible out loud.

He was old now but he’d spent the morning meditating on God’s word, first thing first.

Grandpa imparted priceless life’s lesson for his family without saying a word.

Mannequins: Flaunting their best for shoppers’ delight

Once in a while, our family went for shopping.  In the shopping area, mannequins are a common sight.  Children love them or they are afraid of them.  They meant, at the least, something to the shoppers of different age.

Mannequin inside a store

Mannequins are lifeless.  They have no thoughts.  But they dress according to the season. They tell the shopkeepers and shoppers the arrival of a new season.  They did not feel tired.  They cannot be compared with us, the livings.

They are designed to impress shoppers by silently showcasing new designs.  They are made to attract shoppers.  You knew that already, by the way.

In big cities, they are common sights in the streets and shopping area.  You may not believe this but for some people, it is a rare sight.  There are people who hardly had enough savings for shopping.  They could not afford to get inside that cozy showroom.

As a decorative item, mannequins play an important in interior designing.  They also become the promoter of their trademarked styling and decorating agent.  It might be noted here that we’re more than them.

Some mannequins are neatly fitted and dressed.  They lived in the comfort of air-conditioned atmosphere, which every human could not afford.  People are employed to dress them and look after them.

I remember seeing a homeless person gawking at the mannequins with a long-pause.  I couldn’t digest what he was thinking but it took my attention.  He didn’t look quite happy though.  He nodded his head and headed towards his begging spot – his begging spot in the sun, without a roof.

Some lonely shopkeepers held them as their good friends as they did not gossip behind their back.  Everyone needed someone to share their pain but not spread their misery.  Since every person are not good secret keeper, people tend to be careful.

Few people are like the mannequins; they simply show off!  Although they have a functioning brain, they didn’t think much.   For instance, they lived a very hard life; tired and exhausted, unlike the mannequins as the mannequins are brainless.

Mannequins are designed for a purpose.  Much more than them, we, humans, are designed by God with a purpose with a functioning brain.  Specially, for believers, we are supposed to attract others in the likeness of Christ Jesus show-casing characters of a saved person, to be a light to the world.

Generally speaking, excess of the inside comes outside.  We always wanted to showcase good thing but that is difficult, I also knew it.  Before I could know, there was something wrong in me.  Each day, I needed to be cleaned and renewed.

Mannequins could NOT act beyond just showing off.  But we can do something more if someone is attracted by what they saw in us.  We can also lead them in ‘the way’, should they wanted, we already had.  We can give them or show them the ‘way’.

We are ambassadors of our faith.  In heaven, we will be rewarded.

Homebound – Walk of Life

There was a rich and influential man.  He was influential because he was rich.

He was a good man but with shrewd workers.  His workers loved him as they can take advantage of him.  As far as he is concerned, he felt people loved him.

His workers exploited the common people and his riches were built out of their sweat.  Since he’d interacted with his closed associates, he never knew how people felt about him.  There are few homeless men around him whom people cared.

People regarded him as being selfish and greedy.  His obsession with luxury lifestyle spoke for them.  He never interacted with the common people.

Unpredictable journey

One evening, he had a terrible accident and never recovered from it.  He could sense the end is near but he wanted to live at any costs.  His wealth wouldn’t last long, he thought.

He had a wish, he ordered his burial-place must be prepared in a spacious land with perfectly designed small structure.

Gradually, his wealth had declined.  He has nothing left behind for his heir-apparent, which further eroded the happiness in his life.

The end has come.  So they buried him in that specified land, per his wish.

Several times had gone by, when one day, the news of a homeless man’s death is doing the rounds.  The people, who knew him well, wanted to give him a good burial at the least.

The homeless man’s life story was filled with bitter fate.  He gave his best shot but was still reduced to this condition.  So he had the sympathy and loved of the people.  They contributed to buy his dead body a burial spot.

They heard about the heir-apparent of the rich man’s deteriorating living condition.  And they propose him to sell some land, which he obliged immediately.

At last, the homeless man was buried.  He was laid to rest next to the rich man’s spot.  The people are happy to perform the last rite of the homeless man.

In their short span of life, they walked different path, although undetermined.   They both are hated by some and loved by some as well.

Ostensibly, they ended in the same place and in the same spot.  They are going home!

The smell of Living: Save the world

The air is light and gloomy.  Nature is blooming in that corner of the world.  The place is untouched by modern marvels and machinery.  In this fast-moving world, it is a privilege to be in that condition.


Quiet place in the hills
Serene Beauty

This place smells of ‘living’ in the serene and beautiful landscape, away from encroachment.  The earth, in its true beauty, was designed by the Creator.  No wisdom on earth could match the creativity of the place being inhabited.

Brainy crooks calculated what they could reach in their limited mind.  They set up, put their thought to action, and they destroys the nature, with their sharp mind.  We called them inventions, and celebrated them.

Some years had spiraled off before their very eyes.  Their inventions had turned into destroyer for the naturally balanced environment.  The inventions did improve our living conditions.  Our lifestyle becomes cozy and expensive at the same time.

Dirty smoke clouds the atmosphere, which imparts many form of disorder in our body metabolism.  The honeymooners are few, and they are almost gone.  We, the younger lots, have to work hard to safeguard our environment.

Artificial equipments are here stay, to help and destroy us.  They will not be gone too soon.  Our air is degrading.   Our water and air needs purification.  Who has done this, my friend?

Let us live responsibly.  The corrupt and selfish minds will destroy our habitat.  Let go off the hatred and let us serve together.   Let us heal the world.   We are citizen of the Earth!

Celebrate nature with love and care.  Be happy!  Don’t let your happiness and celebrations hurt your surroundings.

At your level, do whatever you can.  Wait for none.  Be the first to preserve our environment.  Show love and respect to the Creator.

The smell of living will soon fade.  Let us save the world.  Let us work for generations to come.  Your small act of love and kindness counts.

But still, before you know, the time will come when you could no longer participate.  You’ll be gone.  Reduced to ashes!  The end is inevitable!

And above all,

Be prepared to meet your Creator and Savior!  It will serve you good.


Indwelling: When God dwells in us

Last year, my father left us for eternity.  He was fighting a deadly sickness.  God took him home because He loved and care for him.  It was a good thing for my father, I would say.

However, his death left a huge ‘vacuum’ in our family, especially to us, his kids.  Even for a very small thing we depend on his ability and word of advice.  He was our last resort.  We are comforted by his presence.  Family businesses and administration suffered huge setback too.

Before my father had departed, we discussed so many things about life.  Not everything can be accomplished in this lifetime.  So many things I wanted to ask him, about certain things, which he must have known or could shed light to it.  With God by our side, we’d live till we are also called to be with our Savior.  We now take refuge in that being the great Helper and Comforter who had already descended on us, and dwelled in us.

Victory over death proclaimed, Lord Jesus Christ ascended to heaven.  His disciples were left behind without their teacher.  They must have felt a huge vacuum in their life too.  They were told to wait for the Helper, who’d descend on earth, when the time is right for them.

For it is written:  “And I will pray the Father and He will give you another Helper, that He may abide with you forever— the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees Him nor knows Him; but you know Him, for He dwells with you and will be in you.” (John 14:15-17)

Here we know that the Holy Spirit dwelled in us to fill the vacuum left by our Lord.  The Holy Spirit guides us, comforts us, and shed light on our path.  He is the Regenerator in our way of life.  The Holy Spirit becomes our ‘access point’ to our God.  Being with Him inside us, our Helper sufficed our thoughts and deeds.

Disciples of Lord Jesus Christ waited for the promised Helper.  They were in one place, with one accord, when the Holy Spirit descended.  When suddenly a sound came from heaven and filled the house.  They were filled with the Holy Spirit, and they speak in tongues.  To those of them, who were NOT filled with the Holy Spirit, they simply looked like they are under the influence of new wine. (Acts 2)

From that day onward, the Holy Spirit ‘indwells’ in our new life.  Being dwelling in us meant that we become the temple of God.  The ‘vacuum’, that I am talking about, becomescompletely filled’.  So when I can sense and feel that God know what I was undergoing – be it loneliness or adversities, it eases the pain and filled me, which renewed my strength each passing day.

When a person puts his faith in Christ for salvation, it is the Spirit who opens the heart and imparts divine life.  He then indwells us, giving us the confidence that we are now children of God.  This can be seen from the conversation Lord Jesus Christ had with Nicodemus. (John 3:5)

Indwelling, as used in medical term, the artificial parts indwelling in the body can cause a problem in our body metabolism, even though it is for our health benefit.  Sometimes the processes are uneasy and disheartening.

Likewise, the Holy Spirit being indwelling in us can caused infighting in our heart.  The fight is for good over evil.  It can cause a rift in our heart but even for that problem the Holy Spirit is our helper.

Not all person experience this indwelling, however it is open for all.  As for me, my biggest problem is that there is always a huge vacuum left in my heart, which eventually leads to loneliness or the longing for something good to happen.

The more we empty our heart before God, the more we will get filled.  For the Holy Spirit to occupy our heart, first, we should be empty.  God filled all the empty jar of oil, which did not run dry.  Elisha and the Widow: Before all the empty vessels were filled, the oil never run dry. (2 Kings 4:1-7) This is the filling of the Holy Spirit that filled open heart and never run dry.  Abundant filling till we get home!

In this world, when the vacuum in our heart  is filled with other than the Holy Spirit, we are doomed.  This filling of the Holy Spirit is the best weapon in fighting spiritual warfare.

Be filled with the Holy Spirit today! Amen.